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ַ:a g 9 559 v i p<"Well, well," said Monte Cristo quietly, "I see you wish toquarrel with me; but I would give you one piece of advice,which you will do well to keep in mind. It is in poor tasteto make a display of a challenge. Display is not becoming toevery one, M. de Morcerf.""Is there one of my brethren in whom you have equalconfidence with myself?"

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"Yes; what does it signify to you if the castle of Yaninawas given up by a French officer?"

"I am not difficult of access, sir; for yesterday, if mymemory does not deceive me, you were at my house."

"Ah," said the count negligently, looking attentively atMorcerf, "is there not something like an execution upon thePiazza del Popolo?"

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"I know not; but my own opinion is she is a Genoese."<"Oh, but that is dreadful! Why, the man must owe me afearful grudge."

"He knew so well, that from that moment he shut himself inhis house, and never went out unattended, seeking me highand low. Fortunately, I was so well concealed that he couldnot find me. Then he became alarmed, and dared not stay anylonger at Nimes, so he solicited a change of residence, and,as he was in reality very influential, he was nominated toVersailles. But, as you know, a Corsican who has sworn toavenge himself cares not for distance, so his carriage, fastas it went, was never above half a day's journey before me,who followed him on foot. The most important thing was, notto kill him only -- for I had an opportunity of doing so ahundred times -- but to kill him without being discovered --at least, without being arrested. I no longer belonged tomyself, for I had my sister-in-law to protect and providefor. For three months I watched M. de Villefort, for threemonths he took not a step out-of-doors without my followinghim. At length I discovered that he went mysteriously toAuteuil. I followed him thither, and I saw him enter thehouse where we now are, only, instead of entering by thegreat door that looks into the street, he came on horseback,or in his carriage, left the one or the other at the littleinn, and entered by the gate you see there." Monte Cristomade a sign with his head to show that he could discern inthe darkness the door to which Bertuccio alluded. "As I hadnothing more to do at Versailles, I went to Auteuil, andgained all the information I could. If I wished to surprisehim, it was evident this was the spot to lie in wait forhim. The house belonged, as the concierge informed yourexcellency, to M. de Saint-Meran, Villefort's father-in-law.M. de Saint-Meran lived at Marseilles, so that this countryhouse was useless to him, and it was reported to be let to ayoung widow, known only by the name of `the baroness.'

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"But you said," replied Madame Danglars, "he would requireit as a proof."

"What is it?" asked the count, impatiently.

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"From an Englishman, called Lord Wilmore, who takes the nameof Sinbad the Sailor."

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"Certainly; and your excellency now owes me 4,999 louis."Danglars opened his enormous eyes on hearing this giganticjoke. "Come, come, this is very droll -- very amusing -- Iallow; but, as I am very hungry, pray allow me to eat. Stay,here is another louis for you."

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